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I decide to look for a mirror so that I know what my face looks like. I wonder what Drew saw when he looked at my eyes. I turn in a circle and immediately notice a mirror on the wall. Perfect. I walk over and looked at my reflection curiously. My eyes are light brown. That’s it. Just light brown, not a wonderful mixture of delicate colors like Drew’s. The rest of my face was just as boring so I went back to thinking about Drew. It made me feel happy, it made me have feelings in my stomach and chest and made my face go warm. I don’t know what any of this means, but I like it. I walk to the window again and sigh; the sunlight is fading and its becoming night. There is a bed in the corner of the room so I go and lay on it. I fall asleep soon enough too.
In the morning I open my eyes from blackness for the second time ever. I lay on the bed for a while wondering about the days, it hadn’t occurred to me yesterday to think about anything other then my first impressions on life. But now I thought about the bigger picture. I thought yesterday was a so-called ‘school day’ when all the students went to school. I thought probably the boy I hit went to school with Drew and after school tried to hit him -the very idea made me flinch- but Drew had escaped for an hour or two by wandering around and then his family had been worrying about where he was and that’s why his sister came out to find him. The question was: Was it a school today? If there was it meant I wouldn’t see Drew until afternoon… I wanted so badly to see him again to be sure he wasn’t beaten up or hurt by the bullies, to see that he was ok and to be close to him again… Where was this coming from? I’d never realized being human meant having emotions like these and bodily responses… It was all new for me. But it was ok I told myself, because I was happy. I only needed to wait or maybe it was a weekend? Were nobody went to school.
I got out of bed with my clothes still on -they were blue skinny jeans and a very loose grey shirt- and went to the window. The street looks rather the same as yesterday. I walk out of the house and I’m suddenly curious as to what happened to the boy I hit. I walk over to the bench and luckily there is no sight of the boy, I mean if he were still on the floor he would probably be dead and that would not have been good at all. Even though it felt right to hit him for Drew, in his defense, any more then hitting I knew would be unjust. So anyway I wanted to find out what day it was, I wasn’t sure how to do this though. I thought it was reasonable to sit on the bench and wait to see if I saw anybody. If it were a school day I would see kids coming out of houses to go to school or being driven out in cars. It was early in the morning so I was sure I hadn’t missed them. If it wasn’t a school day people would come out of there houses later. That would be ok too. I didn’t mind waiting. So I sat on the park bench, the only seat I had ever sat on. I remembered Drew sitting on the edge of the bench yesterday. I looked around and smiled at the street in which I now lived. I realized out of nowhere that I didn’t have my name. I used to have a name… When I wasn’t human. But I wasn’t that person anymore. I thought it was probably a good idea to give myself a name, what would I say if somebody asked me? My name is…
I spent a while contemplating names but nothing felt right. Then the street suddenly came to life. A few people came out of the colorful houses and a few cars pulled out of driveways. Now I got to see how the other people looked. There were young girls and young boys and teenagers and a few adults. They all seemed in quite a hurry. A car pulled out of the house down the road, I knew it was Drew’s house. The car was small and silver. It turned towards me and rolled pass, but I still got a glimpse of the people in the car: A lady driving who I assumed was the mum of the people in the back. Drew was in the back seat with his younger sister, the one who had come to find him yesterday. The girl wore a blue school uniform and Drew wore black skinny jeans and a blue shirt and a black jacket. I frowned slightly as they passed. The weather wasn’t cold, why was he dressed like that? Although the clothes did look really good on him. Maybe that why he wore them, because they looked good. I hadn’t thought of that before. I sighed; I still had so much more to learn about humanity.
I sat on the bench for an immeasurable amount of time. At one point a woman came up to me.
“Honey you’ve been sitting on that bench for an hour. Are you ok?” She looked concerned. It probably wasn’t normal to be prone for a long time. But I was completely used to it. I felt rather peaceful.
The woman looked friendly. I answered, “I’m fine” and smiled. The lady gave me a lopsided smile, she still looked concerned but she walked off anyway. Well, I mused, at least they aren’t all like Michael. I sat there for a bit longer until I realized I was feeling a strange feeling in my stomach. What was it? Hunger! Ha, I had forgotten about eating. I stood up creakily and went inside the house and found a fridge. I didn’t know what to eat. What was safe to eat? What if I got poisoned? I felt a bit panicked now. But I took a thing I thought was fruit and bit it. Hmm tasty… I finished the fruit and then took another one and ate it. After the fruit I felt energized. It was good. I walked back outside because pretty much everything interesting was out there. But this time I decided to go explore. I wandered through a few more streets very much the same as mine. I explored for quite a while until I got tired of that and went inside to take a nap to pass the time.
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